Rosicrucian Writings Online
a Brother of the First Grade"
[From The Mystic Triangle January 1929]
What a wonderful hidden message there is, for a mystic in the parable, in the Bible, of the rich man's chances of entering Heaven not being more than that of a camel passing through the eye of a needle. The Master Jesus was not a man of poverty. He wore the most magnificent raiment; He always ate of the best food in abundance. Jesus was a distinguished citizen, and was received with honors wherever he sojourned. He did not want for anything, so why all this twaddle about poverty being a necessary pergusit to key of heaven?
In a far off land, "where the dawn comes up like thunder," and "the flying fishes play" there lived two Masters, or two seers, and one was illuminated and the other was not. We will call the unilluminated one the poor seer, and the illuminated one master.
The poor seer was a very holy, and devout man, he worked very hard and did many good deeds; he was much loved by the people of that part of the country in which he lived and worked. He consistently refused money and wealth which was offered him for his work, and for his personal needs he lived on alms; he slept out in the open when the weather permitted. He was attuned in a spiritual way with the Cosmic, and knew of the glory of the Divine One; but all that he possessed in the world was a breech cloth (which is less than a pair of tights and is worn on the loins), this was his entire wealth. He taught that to enter into the presence of the Enlightened One it was necessary to give up wealth.
It so happened that the time came in his life when it was necessary for him to make a visit to the master who lived in a distant city; so, after saying goodbye to many friends and disciples he began his journey, which was to be made on foot, as he had spurned the offer of camels, and other conveyances, because he thought that for him to possess such things, or even to use them, was sinful.
After many weeks of hardship, suffering, and deprivation, he arrived at the city in which the master lived; and when he inquired if any one knew the master the people eagerly pointed out to him a marvelous castle, set in the most beautiful grounds in the city.
"But," the poor seer said, "The master is a holy man, he could not live in such a magnificent place." And then when the people assured him it was so, he shook his head and said, "Well I suppose he lives in the cellar, the proprietor must let him stay there for shelter, out of charity."
So, the poor seer wended his weary way towards the great castle, and as he approached the gates they opened, and two attendants dressed in fine costumes salaamed him, and bid him enter.
"But," said the poor seer, "I have not asked to enter, how do you know me?" The attendants answered that they were instructed to allow him to enter; and then, another attendant saluted him and asked him to follow. This attendant, after passing along walks, bordered by trees and beautiful flowers, escorted the poor seer into a most magnificent reception room. In this room were rich tapestries of the ancient East, beautiful sculptured statuary, and paintings that would delight the eye of the artist; upon the floors were rich, thick rugs, and upon the tables were rare pieces of art, rich confections in cut glass vessels, rare, red wine, which sparkled through its decanters, cakes and fruit.
"Brother," the poor seer said to the attendant, "I am sure that thou has made a great error, I am not worthy to enter such a place; it makes me recoil in horror to think of the temptation such wealth would lead to. I am naught but a poor, and, I hope, a holy man trying to serve the Divine One, and I have come all the way here to see the master." Whereupon the attendant bowed to him and said, "Most worthy Sir, abide here awhile, and when the time cometh thou will see the beloved master. I now withdraw, in the meanwhile make thyself refreshed until thout art summoned into his august presence." He then withdrew.
The poor seer was left alone, bewildered, upset, and at the same time beset with what he considered great temptation. He was surprised to find himself looking at a beautiful nude picture of an artist's model, and with great threshing of conscience he upbraided himself for his sinfulness; but in a few moments he was realizing how pleasant the carpet felt underfoot, and again he chided himself for his weaknesses. He sat down, and was in such deep, and devout meditation that he did not notice that the chair was soft, and comfortable until he began to fall asleep, when up he jumped and almost swore when he found it was a fine chair to sit in. After standing awhile, and keeping his eyes closed so as to blot out of his sight all these temptations, his keen sense of smell made him aware of the sweet smelling fruit, confections, and spices; and he was so overpowered with hunger that he opened his eyes a little and saw some figs and other fruit on the table before him. They so enticed him that he subjectively reached out for a fig, but as he picked it up he dropped it in horror, as he would a viper, because of the act of partaking of a luxury, he looked heavenward and prayed: "Oh Enlightened One thy servant is a holy man and why dos't thou submit to me these great temptations?" But the only answer he received was a greater gnawing in his stomach for food. Thus it was until the attendant returned and said, "Worthy Sir, our beloved master will now receive thee, follow me!"
Through beautiful halls of marble, along galleries where the vista was one great panorama of the works of the Creator--mountains, valleys, and streams, marvelous in the splendor of the setting sun--wended the twain. Out of a great archway, hung with cloth of gold, and through which could be heard the twinkling of sweet music from stringed instruments, and the subdued chanting of female voices, enthralling in its enamouring sweetness, lulling in its rhythmic cadence, suddenly stepped another attendant who bowed and struck a gong; instantly the cloth of gold parted in the center.
Now, of all things on earth the poor seer had seen, nothing could be compared to the beauty and wealth he had already beheld within these castle walls; but as he glanced into the great hall he became stupified, the splendor and the color, the beauty of the dancing girls, who had ceased their dance upon a motion from the man reclining upon a divan, was devastating. For one instant the poor seer had a thought that perhaps this was Heaven and that he had passed to his reward. But no, the subdued flesh asserted itself, and he glanced at the man upon the divan who was smoking from a long cigarette. He fell upon his knees and said: "Oh most exalted sir, oh prince of many things earthly, I am not of the earth, I am a poor and holy man, and my ministrations are to the humble, I have come very far, oh sir, on a pilgrimage to my most worthy master, and I beg thee let me proceed away from the curse upon my senses which is before me." The man upon the divan answered, "Brother, arise and enter, I am the master thou speakest of, why art thou beguiled by thy senses, these things thou seest are the gifts of the gods, the Divine One, come, make thyself at ease, and suffer not from deprivation when nature is so abundant, what thou seest here taketh not one farthing from the wealth of the earth or the poor thereof; it is the law, knowledge my brother knowledge. And I say also to thee, that from henceforth thou art my guest of honor, and I have commanded this instant that thou, as equal to me, shall demand and command all things within my realm. My servant brothers will clothe thee, and show thee thy resting place. So be it, I am on my way now about the Master's work."
In humble submission the poor seer listened to the master, and followed his advice; but ate sparingly of the food at his command. During this rest he decided that he would go out into the grounds, take a walk, and meditate upon how sinful, or otherwise, it was for the master, himself, to be living amidst such luxury. He did not take advantage of the opportunity to rest or relax within those beautiful walls, so he retired into the open, and wandered along the banks of a stream, in meditation and condemnation.
It so happened that he suddenly thought that now was a good time to wash out his breech cloth, so, he took it off, and after washing it in the stream he hung it on the limb of a tree. While waiting for it to dry, he heard a vehicle on the road, a yard or two off, and looked up to see the master, in a carriage drawn by four horses, with, footmen, outriders, and attendants. The master motioned for him to come over he wanted to talk to him, the poor seer walked to the side of the carriage, where he stood while the master talked. Suddenly the poor seer became agitated and said, "Oh! master your castle is on fire, and the flames are all in the upper stories." The master said, "Yes, well, as I was just saying, etc.," and he went on with the story he had been telling. After a while the poor seer could not restrain himself and he cried. "Oh! master the flames have gone down into the lower stories and it looks as though your castle is doomed." The master looked at him and said, "Yes? well, as I was just now saying, etc.," and the master continued with his talk. In a little while the poor seer was overcome with excitement and exclaimed, "Oh! master your whole castle is destroyed and the flames have burned the trees, and shrubbery, and they are coming this way, and oh master I must save my breech cloth." With that the poor seer ran to the tree, and snatched his breech cloth from the limb, and in wild fright looked in toward the castle, only to see that the castle still remained intact, and whole as ever.
The master now called the poor seer to him and said, "Brother, that is the first lesson, and it is this, the only thing you possessed was your breech cloth, at least you think you possess it; but for your poor contemptible rag, you would have left the Divine One standing in the middle of the road. Your rag possesses you brother, as little as it is." And so Brothers and Sisters, although the illuminated one possessed all the great wealth and splendor of a prince it did not possess him.
You were born without a single possession, all that you now possess was here when you came; and when you go you will leave all things that were here when you came. You only have the use of the gifts of God and nature while you are here. You have gotten the idea, somehow, that you own them exclusive of everyone else, forget it, and remember that all you can give to the world while you are here, and all that you can leave of yourself, is thought. So think this over, and think right, make every thought a vibration of love and harmony.
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